It is a choice

Gratitude

Seems like such a simple thing

But yet it is so big

It is a choice that we make each day. I never realized how hard it was for others to be grateful.

It comes easily to me. I think it is how I grew up and the way I saw my Mother and Grandmother choose gratitude.

When I was little, my Mom had divorced. She had an old yellow Nova with vinyl, peeling, black seats and no air conditioner. But yet she was grateful that she had a running car.

That is just one example of thousands, I could share. It seems so easy to me to be grateful for even the small things. I truly learned this from my Mom.

My sweet Mom, who is now with Jesus, had a gratitude journal the last 9 months of her life.

I love to look at it on occasion.. to see her handwriting.. to see what she was grateful for on that day...

I am amazed at how she was grateful for the simpliest things...

a blue jay in her yard

a phone call

a visit

and I love how she would write down "my Judy"..

Let's choose to be grateful for what we have...